After breaking up with Ethan Cole, I found out I was three months pregnant. I raised my daughter Lily alone for five years. But working three jobs took its toll, and I died suddenly from a stroke. I floated in mid-air. Suddenly I saw. Ethan Cole, now an award-winning movie star. Knocking on my door. 1 It took a long time for the door to open. "Who are you?" The one who opened the door was my daughter, Lily. She stood on her tiptoes to reach the lock of the main door, taking quite a while. She looked warily at my ex-boyfriend, who was also her biological father, Ethan Cole. Seeing it wasn't me, Lily was about to close the door immediately. Ethan propped the door open. Frowning, "Where is Chloe Cloud?" Lily thought for a moment, looked up, and smiled brightly. "You're looking for my mom. My mom isn't home." "She's working." Ethan's face turned grim. He asked again: "Where's your dad?" [It's you! Her father is you!] I shouted anxiously in mid-air, but he couldn't hear. Lily thought for a bit. "My dad is making big money in a very faraway place. Mom said he'll come to pick us up when he makes enough money." Ethan's brow furrowed tightly. Suddenly he laughed self-deprecatingly. Muttering to himself in a low voice. "Heh, I was crazy to think you would wait for me." With that. He turned to leave. He suddenly paused again. Asked for Lily's full name. "Lily Cloud." "Mom says I'm her little lily flower, so I'm called Lily Cloud." Lily said it with great pride. Ethan's gaze searched her face. Seeming to look for some proof. But in the end, he said nothing. Stepped into his stretch limo. I watched the car driving away in the distance, screaming. [Don't go, Ethan Cole. If you leave, what will happen to our Lily?] [She's only five. How can she survive alone?] I gently coaxed my daughter, who was blinking her eyes watching the car speeding away in the dust. [Lily be good, go chase daddy. Now that mommy is gone, only he can raise you.] But Lily couldn't hear either. She just said one sentence: "What a strange uncle." Then closed the door. At this moment, I wished I could slap myself hard. Why didn't I tell Lily who her father was earlier. Why didn't I show Lily a photo of her biological father. This is all my fault. It doesn't matter if I die. But what about my daughter? 2 Lily swung her little legs, waiting for me to come home. The afterglow of the setting sun faded. The sky gradually darkened. Reasonably speaking, I should have been back long ago. Because Lily is afraid of the dark. But I was already dead. My colleague just received the notification of my failed resuscitation at the hospital. And was about to notify my family. But opening my phone, she found the family column in my contacts was empty. However, they knew I had a child. So, the phone at home rang that night. Lily ran towards the phone with her short legs. "Hello." The childish voice made my colleague's eyes misty. She didn't know how to explain to a little girl that her mother was dead. And wouldn't come back again. "Is it mommy?" Lily's voice carried excitement. "Are you working overtime again? It's okay, Lily is fine, not hungry at all. Lily just ate the bread mommy bought." Saying that, she patted her round belly. "Lily, your mom just passed away." Lily asked in confusion: "Where did she go? But it's okay, mommy will definitely take Lily with her." Once before, due to work arrangements, I went on a business trip to a neighboring state. Worried about leaving Lily alone at home. I took her with me. That was Lily's first long trip. Sitting on the train, she pointed at the scenery outside the window excitedly. So now Lily still thought I just went on a business trip somewhere. After hearing this, my colleague sighed. Didn't know what else to say. Could only hang up the phone. Finally, she represented the company to send my body for cremation. I was left with only an urn of ashes. 3 This night passed exceptionally slowly. It was also the first time I didn't come back. Every once in a while, Lily would run to the door to see if I was there. But soon, scared by the darkness, she would run back. Just like this, running back and forth many times. Unable to resist sleepiness. She finally fell asleep hugging the teddy bear I bought. Dawn broke, roosters crowed. She was startled awake. And rushed to the door again. Seeing I hadn't returned yet. A trace of disappointment flashed across Lily's face. But soon, she comforted herself again. "It's okay, mom is just too busy, she'll be back soon." Having eaten nothing all night, Lily's stomach growled. She could only eat the bread I bought to fill her stomach. And opened the milk I bought. Imitating me, she wanted to heat up some water to warm the milk. "Mom said can't drink cold, otherwise will get a tummy ache." Lily said while carrying a pot filled with water. But her hands were so small, how could she carry it. I was extremely anxious, telling her not to do this. But there was nothing I could do. When Lily stood on the stool, just about to put the pot on the stove. Her strength failed, and water spilled all over the floor. Even the pot smashed onto her little foot, and her instep swelled up immediately. My heart ached like a sharp blade was gouging it. But also rejoiced, this wasn't boiling water. Lily sobbed softly. Soon hugging her foot again, blowing on it. "Mommy isn't here, Lily blows on it herself, then it won't hurt." She wiped her tears. Moved a stool. Sat in front of the living room, staring unblinkingly at the door. "Lily won't cry. When mommy comes back, she'll praise Lily for being brave." Lily is very obedient, very sensible. Sensible enough to make my heart ache. How I wished she would resent me at this moment, blame me for being an incompetent mother. But she just waited very obediently for me to return. 4 Two hours later. A car stopped at my door. My colleague knocked on the door. Lily was extremely excited, thinking it was me. Ran very fast. But tripped unexpectedly. Her calf was scraped by a sharp stone. But she just frowned, got up quickly. After opening the door. Seeing it wasn't me. Her emotions finally went out of control. Crying loudly. "Mommy, why isn't mommy back yet." "Lily's foot is swollen, leg also hurts from falling, Lily has been very brave." "But mommy still isn't back, mommy doesn't feel sorry for Lily anymore." "Does mommy not love me anymore." Lily cried heart-wrenchingly. I listened with my heart shattered on the ground. ... My colleague hurriedly comforted her. And found the home first aid kit to disinfect Lily's leg with alcohol and put on a band-aid. After everything was arranged properly. My colleague brought back my urn and belongings from the company. Lily didn't understand. But seeing a photo taken with Lily at the amusement park not long ago inside. In the photo, I was holding Lily, and we were both smiling happily. She recognized me. Asking her: "Sister, are these all my mommy's things? Then where did my mommy go?" My colleague held back tears. Pointed to that urn. "Your mommy is inside here. If you miss her, just hug it and talk to it." Lily shook her head. "How could my mommy turn into a jar, she's not the Monkey King, only the Monkey King can transform, you're lying." Then she hugged my photo in her arms. "This is my mommy." And gave it a kiss. Smiling sweetly. My colleague sighed and put my urn on a high place. Then looked around. Asking: "Where's your dad? Are you alone at home?" Lily lowered her head. "Mommy said daddy went to a very faraway place to make money, I haven't seen daddy since I was little." My colleague couldn't believe it. "Then don't you have other family members? Grandparents?" Lily shook her head. My colleague could no longer hold back tears, hugging her in her arms. "Poor child." "You're so young, how could your mom bear to leave you alone and go." Lily retorted her. "Mommy wouldn't leave me, mommy likes Lily the most." My colleague put a card into Lily's hand. "This is the compensation money from the company for your mom's passing. There is two hundred thousand dollars in the card, the password is six eights. Keep it well. Don't lose it." Lily nodded seriously. Clutching the card tightly in her hand. Because of poverty, I taught Lily from a young age that money is a good thing and must be taken care of. Now, she also kept it in mind. After considering everything. My colleague called the local welfare agency. It was prepared specifically for these homeless children. I was extremely grateful. Bowing to my colleague in the air. [Thank you.] If she can be sent to the orphanage, at least my Lily can survive.
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